fiction and poetry, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry, Tears

Hung Up

“Hello are you there?”
said an uncomfortable voice,
and a single line spoken by a breaking voice
resurfaced memories that were burned
from their ashes,conjured pictures
that were forgotten and lost,
brought words to a standstill,
being miles away from her
he could still remember the smell,
listen the laughter,
see the eyes,
when it got overpowering on him
more than he could bear
without saying anything
He hung up .
choked by tears and silence .

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fiction and poetry, Life, Poems, Poetry, sadness, Tears, Uncategorized

Clouds Over the Burial

Clouds over the burial
wept in unison,
with the souls weeping,
for the soul heading,
to heaven.

I heard thunders burst,
and the 21 gun salute for you,
teary eyes all around,
all will not be same I knew.

I have your letters,
most of them will I treasure
as reminiscence of time
of someone braver,
someone forever mine.

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fiction and poetry, Life, light, Poetry, poetry, sadness

Like a Smell

 

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He was lying down alone
watching the celestial beauties
some were burning bright
others were exhausted effigies

a wind blew by him
the petrichor smelled fresh
in a night beautiful as this
he wanted to disappear instead

like a faint whisper
more like a smell
spreading every place
where no one ever dwelt

but alas the truth
that is bitter than the wine
he gulped down the bottle in one go
and forgot every sense of time.

he woke up with a headache
lying on the same ground
dusted off his clothes again
and went happily to his town.

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Desire, fiction and poetry, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

Don’t Go

she held my hand,
she was not in the mood today,
to let me go,
her playful eyes wanted me
as her toy for the whole day
She bought me closer
gave a peck on the cheek
and asked
“what do you want to hear all day?”
and I said
“Our hearts in silence that fills noise inside all the stars,
moon and universe devoid of love”

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Desire, fiction and poetry, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

I Can Write

I can write out of misery,
can make you feel teary,
about dawning light and loneliness,
of letter unanswered , dark emptiness

everyday has been a test i guess
of where pain hits me most
the nerves or the chest
but why spill ink to spit what’s inside
isn’t too much dirt already outside

can’t we imagine a merry time?
snowflakes falling, oh I listen wind chimes
dark brewed coffee and chocolates too
a dog that barks every time it sees you
It isn’t hard, I tell everyone every time
just let it flow, forget time.

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